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Huahai East District of China Financial Center.

There are tall buildings here, every inch of land is valuable, and the powerful side of modern civilization is everywhere.

The headquarters of the Zhao Group is set up in a skyscraper here.

Zhao started with sea transportation. When China had just reformed and opened up, Zhao started "sea transportation" with several fishing boats, and in just a few years it carried out sea transportation to the entire Southeast Asia.

Since then, it has been involved in real estate, financial investment and other fields.

In just a few decades, he has become a big tycoon and an old economic aristocrat in the Chinese economic circle.

Even some of the top domestic Internet companies have more or less shadows of Zhao's Finance behind them.

On the top floor of the skyscraper, an office occupies hundreds of square meters, which is extremely luxurious. Zhao Bo, the second-generation leader of the Zhao family, was wearing a kung fu outfit and sitting cross-legged in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the rows of scenery.

Zhao Bo is only about thirty years old this year, and he is a young, strong and enterprising age.

He took over the Zhao Group from his father, but in just five years, he nearly doubled the total assets of the Zhao Group. This also made him outstanding in prestige and almost said everything in the Zhao Group.

Next to Zhao Bo, there was a thin old man sitting cross-legged. He had dark skin and slightly curly hair, and he was obviously from Southeast Asia.

His eyes were half closed, as if he was an old monk entering into meditation.

In front of them was a small-leaf red sandalwood tea table, and a jade box was placed on the tea table, trembling slightly, as if a living thing was sealed in it, trying to break free.

The old man's withered fingers gently tapped on the edge of the table, and an invisible wave spread out.

The jade box shook violently.

"Bang!" The jade box exploded, and a red thing rushed out like lightning. When I looked closely, I suddenly found that it was a silkworm more than ten centimeters long. Unlike the usual chubby and cute mulberry silkworms, it was as crystal clear as blood, exuding a strong blood-demonic aura.

Its head turned ferociously, and its long body bounced, and it suddenly flew towards the old man with evil spirits. Its speed was extremely fast, as if a red line had emerged.

The old man was calm as usual, and his withered fingers were clamped up the blood-colored silkworm like iron pliers. He let it struggle desperately and scream, but it was always tightly clamped by the old man on his fingertips.

Suddenly, the old man opened his mouth and swallowed the blood-colored silkworm. The blood silkworm fell into his stomach along his throat. Before he could struggle, he was crushed by a stream of qi and blood. The pure blood qi suddenly spread to every part of the old man's body like a tide.

Something magic happened.

The old man's withered skin flashed through a rosy wave, as if a sponge absorbed water. He became much younger in a short while. His eyes suddenly opened, his eyes were bright, and his qi and blood were very strong.

Zhao Bo, the head of the Zhao Group, flashed away the greed and heat in his eyes, and then said respectfully with a little excitement: "Congratulations to the master for swallowing another blood silkworm, and the top-notch land gods are just around the corner."

The old man felt the boiling blood in his body, nodded with satisfaction and said, "We must speed up the cultivation of blood silkworms. If you have a premonition for your teacher, it will be three years later, and you will be almost one year later. If you are a teacher, you will have to break through to level S."

This old man is Wariman, the master of the surrender who is intimidating Southeast Asia. Although he is full of energy now, he is actually over 100 years old and has become famous for seventy or eighty years.

"Yes, master." Zhao Bo's attitude was extremely respectful. Cultivating blood silkworms was a magic trick found by Wariman in an ancient witchcraft. It can cultivate blood silkworms to swallow the essence and blood of ordinary people and finally transfer it to the head master.

In this way, the master of the surrender can not only replenish the embarrassment of his own loss of essence and blood, but also can become more and more profound in cultivation and prolong his life. This is wonderful.

When the Zhao family made their fortune, they had contact with the sect masters in Southeast Asia. They had a close relationship with each other's interests. Zhao Bo had already obtained the true teaching of the sect masters at a young age. In addition, he had a wealth of resources and had a very fast cultivation speed. He had reached the level of a B-level superpower at a young age.

However, over the years, China's non-state bureau has become increasingly stronger and its control over the superpowers among the people has gradually strengthened, which has forced Zhao Bo to hide his identity as a leader.

At this moment, Zhao Bo's phone rang. He answered for a while, and a sneer appeared on his face: "Chen Mengting, see if you dare to pretend to be cold in front of me again this time. It won't be long before I want you to surrender to me, Zhao Bo."

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Huabang Group.

It is a pearl in the technology industry in China.

It has focused on research and development and has gathered a large number of domestic electronic technology talents. It has also made its product quality gradually catch up with developed countries in Europe and the United States. Coupled with policy dividends and price advantages, Huabang has tear off a large piece of cake in the global market.

But the current Huabang Group is in an embarrassing change.

Wen Ruhan and Williams, the two major shareholders, have gradually shifted from secret struggles to open struggles in the fight for actual control of the company. This has caused a lot of controversy within the group and people are in panic.

Fortunately, it is not a listed company, and it will not cause a stock price to plummet, which is well known.

Huabang Group Headquarters.

Chen Mengting stepped out of a luxurious Bentley, followed by two men.

One of them is wearing glasses and looks gentle and gentle. It is Tan Wenzhuo, who has recently joined the National African Affairs Bureau.

The other one, wearing a baseball cap and an ordinary denim suit, curled his breath. If he hadn't looked carefully, even familiar people would find it difficult to recognize that this was the famous son of Fire Wang Yan.

"Boss, is it necessary for us to do this?" Tan Wenzhuo swallowed his saliva and said nervously, "If you show your reputation and identity, you will not dare to make things difficult for Mr. Chen again."

Chen Mengting sneered: "Do you think that if he offended me and stopped making things difficult for me? If that person named Zhao dares to plot against me, he will have to pay a heavy price."

Zhao Bo is a cunning man who used Tan Wenzhuo but left no evidence for himself. Although everyone knows that Tan Wenzhuo was bewitched by Zhao Bo, the law requires evidence and cannot adopt the words of Tan Wenzhuo's family.

Moreover, the Zhao Group itself is a behemoth with strong resources and connections. It is almost impossible to bring him down through legal means without evidence.

However, Chen Mengting would not swallow her anger at this secret loss?

Tan Wenzhuo swallowed secretly, Chen Mengting was really domineering.

However, Zhao Bo deserves this. After he asked him to do things, he wiped it all out. It seemed that he had never known him, Tan Wenzhuo. Fortunately, he always regarded Zhao Bo as his elder brother.

But no matter what, Tan Wenzhuo is dead this time.

At this moment, several off-road vehicles were guarding a Rollslas. Surrounded by a large number of bodyguards, Zhao Bo got out of the car. Behind him, a thin but inconspicuous old man was also following.

Zhao Bo saw Chen Mengting, a trace of heat flashed through his eyes, and he stared at Tan Wenzhuo behind her again.

“Huh?”

Wang Yan's eyes surged slightly, and Zhao Bo seemed to have some energy aura that could be hidden. If it weren't for Wang Yan's extremely sharp mental power, he might not have been able to capture the flash of aura.

In this way, the thin and short old man behind him is definitely not an ordinary old man? After careful observation, Wang Yan could vaguely feel that the other person's qi and blood are very strong, and he doesn't look like an old man of a certain age.

It is possible that they are two superpowers, but they both used some means to control their own breath and pretended to be ordinary people. This method is like Wang Yan's breath-catching technique, or it may be some props and treasures.

"This Zhao Bo and that old man seem not simple. Don't tell me you don't know about it at all." Wang Yan said quietly to Chen Mengting.

"It's probably a savior, but does this have anything to do with me as an ordinary person?" Chen Mengting said with a cold face, "This is the job of your State Administration of Non-State."

Well, you are so good at raising civilian tiger skin.

However, Chen Mengting's breath was also hidden very well. Wang Yan asked casually, and then she got the merits of helping the Guofei Bureau and asked for a treasure that could save breath within the Guofei Bureau.

As long as she does not show her breath, even if the S-level powerhouse comes, it will be difficult to discover her powerful aura.

It seems that Chen Mengting wants to take the people's route to the end.

"Mr. Chen, long time no see." Zhao Bo walked over with a smile on his face and greeted him, "Mr. Chen's style is still better than the past." His eyes looked at Chen Mengting, and he couldn't help but feel the heat and greed. It seemed like a hunter, looking at his prey with a scorching gaze.

For a moment, Wang Yan mentioned Zhao Bo a little sad. What did you say you were so accusing Chen Mengting? If Zhao Bo found out that the prey he was aiming at was actually a terrifying ancient tyrannosaurus, I don’t know if he could laugh anymore.

However, Wang Yan admired him very much. He had obviously done a lot of vulgar and despicable acts against the Shen Group, but he could still pretend that nothing had happened before. Even Wang Yan felt inferior to his shame.

Chen Mengting sneered: "Mr. Zhao is happier, because you are afraid you won't be able to laugh next."

"Haha, what is Mr. Chen talking about?" Zhao Bo smiled dissatisfiedly, then glanced at Tan Wenzhuo, "But you have good skills and can actually win over this waste boy."

In his opinion, the failure of the Tan Wenzhuo incident was Chen Mengting personally pacified and won over Tan Wenzhuo. This greedy boy probably also coveted Chen Mengting's peerless beauty.

"Zhao Bo!" Tan Wenzhuo was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. He had never seen such a despicable and shameless guy in his life.

After Zhao Bo ridiculed Tan Wenzhuo, he no longer paid attention to him. Instead, he stared at Chen Mengting with a slightly serious expression: "Mr. Chen, my patience is limited, I will give you another chance. As long as you are willing to be my woman, I will not blame you for everything."

He has a domineering temperament as a president, but it arises naturally.

Unfortunately, he didn't know at all, and the kick hit a thorny iron plate.

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